#757 - always begin with the light

 

28.i.22

757

3.28

always begin with the light

the painter instructs a self some more

 

be wordless

and let it fall

 

here before my very eyes

the spinning day

 

finger through dust

go over

and under

round it

square up

line and follow

 

avoid just colouring in

 

how in another wish

we were far

 

for penciltide

gumbreeze

dredge pages of the day

 

how quickly things are forgotten

when never noticed at all

 

at the edge

over

and drag self up

 

call gold from the old collide

live in rags and ruins

 

always begin

it falls where there’s nothing

but writing, but signs

 

and in the day of pages to write

a name forgotten

one yet to be born

 

but take such skies as given

 

little heartmelt here there

 

bird mazing

free in the ball of a tree

singing to always begin with the light